After a while we reached the dancing-room, where, in a very confined circle, a number were waltzing and Polka-ing.

As this is a forbidden dance to Alice and me, we had a fine opportunity of taking notes.
Mrs.S.was making a great exhibition of herself; she puffed and blew as if she had the asthma; her ringlets streamed, and her flounces flew.

I was immensely anxious for the little lieutenant her partner.

He was invisible several times; lost in the ringlets and the flounces.

There were people of all sizes and ages dancing for a wager.